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Dimitrios Sarris Nov 2016
There is one of those rare breeds of people, who are undeniably self sacrificing and generous, it's difficult to thank them enough for all they have done. I’m not sure how someone can ever repay them but i’ll start by saying thank you.
Just wanted to thank some people, old and new friends that stood by me
even when storms picked atop.
Dimitrios Sarris Nov 2016
I was always the man for someone to rest upon
but now i am the one who needs help.
Steady voice and a grip to pull me of the ground
for ever since i lost her i am half of what i came with.
I carry a burden and not my heart,
i need a rescue to remember myself.
I've been traveling so long reaching no distant ground.
If this is a new beginning why do i feel so empty,
why am i not breathing?
Running in circles trying to fight this feeling,
knowing other people need me i can't give in.
I walked and draw my line, season's storm seems
unknown, i don't mind the flames just walking
through the smoke to the voice that calls my name.
Someone said ‘look to the future
When you have a minute to spare,
For life is a force of nature,’
When I looked, it wasn’t there,
I thought I might see the lights on
But all I could see was dark,
The shutters were on the horizon
There wasn’t a single spark.

But there, back over my shoulder
Was the way that it always was,
When all that I’d ever told her
Was hurrying on to loss,
For love was a broken promise
That followed the same old round,
It failed when I was dishonest
And ended up broken down.

Then time had finally failed me
There wasn’t any to spare,
I’d used up all my allotment
To find there was nothing there,
I stood alone in a corridor
Leading to empty space,
Where far ahead was a mirror for
Reflecting the loss of grace.

There isn’t the time to start again
To mull over gross mistakes,
Making new vows when time allows,
There isn’t the time it takes,
We carry the burden of our fame
If it all amounts to dross,
And all of the failures in each name
Are carved on a headstone cross.

David Lewis Paget
Dimitrios Sarris Nov 2016
When all is left is you and me
we were invincible in a red sea.
Now we are apart
how could i fly with no wings,
how could i live with no dreams,
when there's no place to call our own.
I need a big reduction in amount of tears,
i feel that i should be heard loud out clear.
You never really died in my heart...
Dimitrios Sarris Nov 2016
Now i need to find some sense  to speak.
I found the words, i made none of them by myself and this is
unfair for you. I wanted to find something only for you,
a space where none other would fit in.
You weren't like everybody else and it feels like betraying
that i saw you crying.
Why tell them?
They would be happy to know you were like them, not different,
but i won't let them remember you the way it fits them.
I know that they don't feel pain every time a memory comes at top
and it kills them that they didn't know you as i did.
They weren't what i was for you and they will never be
what you were for me.
They better not remember you at all.
Dimitrios Sarris Nov 2016
Our life moves in circles,
always in the same blood vein,
every ending, every goal it's a new beginning.
Like a cloud i change, in time colour and shape
together entangle and i suspire in lifes thread...

Each one of us alone marches on, in love, in glory,
in death.
I know, i've tried...
It does not help, let me come with you...
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